Jennifer’s POV
Outside the window, the birds chirped happily on the branches, awakening me from my sound sleep.
As I gazed at the ceiling, my thoughts swirled around the discussions with the king, the night spent with Ryan, and the upcoming visit of Rachel and her brother.
Would everything go well?
Lying in bed and stretching, I was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Come in," I called out.
The man entered was no one else but Ryan. He raised his eyebrows upon seeing me in bed. "You haven't gotten up yet, lazybones."He teased.
"My back is killing me!" I grumbled.
"We should have practiced more," he smirked.
Squinting, I threw a pillow at him, but he heard the rustle of fabric and deftly dodged it just in time.
"You threw something at a blind person?" he exclaimed incre
